| We built up all these bridges while our instincts tore them down
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| Determined that the vehicles of faith won’t save us now
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| We’ve exercised our options and conceded what we’ve lost
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| And the only thing we sacrificed was trust
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| Can’t seem to find a reason to go home
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| Can you define a miracle when you see one?
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| Will you rely upon your logic to save the day?
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| Would it be wrong to tell the story how it took place?
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| Man of Science, Man of Faith
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| Our exodus is imminent, we’ll have no tale to tell
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| We’ll poke holes in your storyline, it’s science that we sell
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| The fiction has been written, you see the writing on the wall
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| Still, the only thing we know for certain is that we know it all
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| Can’t seem to find a reason to go home
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| Can you define a miracle when you see one?
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| Will you rely upon your logic to save the day?
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| Would it be wrong to tell the story how it took place?
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| Man of Science, Man of Faith
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| All our lives we’ll try to spin the truth into a spire
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| Then hold it up to the light, so we can see right through the lies
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| So you want to waste your breath on someone else
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| Peddling the same story of heaven and hell
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| There’s no truth to your common threat
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| Can you define a miracle when you see one?
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| Will you rely upon your logic to save the day?
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| Would it be wrong to tell the story how it took place?
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| Man of Science, Man of Faith |